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What shall I call My dear little dormouse? His eyes are small, But his tail is e-nor-mouse. I sometimes call him Terrible Joh…
Tattoo was the mother of Pinkle P… A little black nothing of feet and… And by-and-by, when his eyes came… He saw his mother, the big Tattoo… And all that he learned he learned…
I have a house where I go When there’s too many people, I have a house where I go Where no one can be; I have a house where I go,
Same old trenches, same old view, Same old rats as blooming tame, Same old dug-outs, nothing new, Same old smell, the very same, Same old bodies out in front,
No one can tell me, Nobody knows, Where the wind comes from, Where the wind goes. It’s flying from somewhere
There’s sun on the river and sun o… You can hear the sea if you stand… There’s eight new puppies at Roun… And I saw an old sailor with only… But everyone says, “Run along!”
Once upon a time there were three… Who didn’t wear stockings, and the… But they all had handkerchiefs to… And they kept their handkerchiefs… And they lived in forest in three…
There are lots and lots of people… Like Dates and Pounds-and-ounces… And the answer’s always Sixpence… And I know they’ll think me silly… So Pooh and I go whispering, and…
If I were a bear, And a big bear too, I shouldn’t much care If it froze or snew; I shouldn’t much mind
She wore her yellow sun-bonnet, She wore her greenest gown; She turned to the south wind And curtsied up and down. She turned to the sunlight
Where the water-lilies go To and fro, Rocking in the ripples of the wate… Lazy on a leaf lies the Lake King… And the faint winds shake her.
There were Two Little Bears who… And one of them was Bad and the o… Good Bear learnt his Twice Times… But Bad Bear left all his buttons… They lived in a Tree when the wea…
Tra-la-la, tra-la-la, Tra-la-la, tra-la-la, Rum-tum-tiddle-um-tum. Tiddle-id dle, tiddle-iddle, Tiddle-iddle, tiddle-iddle,
In a corner of the bedroom is a gr… Someone lives behind it, but I do… I think it is a Brownie, but I’m… (Nanny isn’t certain, too.) I looked behind the curtain, but h…
What is the matter with Mary Jane… She’s crying with all her might an… And she won’t eat her dinner– rice… What is the matter with Mary Jane… What is the matter with Mary Jane…